The girl with the Sun in her mouth - work in progress
After I had said my piece I quietly awaited her response. My eyes tried to pierce hers, wondering if I’d gone to far and should prepare my apology.
She stared.
I waited, my eyes softened and I found it hard to focus.
I had to maintain eye contact though. This was important. This meant something.
Something in her eyes hardened, and I her nostrils flared the tiniest speck, an inhalation.
Her lips parted, slowly splitting to reveal her response.
Eye lost eye contact rapidly, as the searing white light emerged.
Keeping it in the corner of my eyeline, I could see it as it happened. Her mouth pulled slowly apart, to reveal the brightest of bright lights. Her mouth rounded to an oh and a beam of heat washed over me.
Then she tore. The mouth opened further than should be possible. A sound as her jaw cracked, and then a burning, acrid smell as her lips started to burn.
Her face was rapidly crept over by the charred blackness.
The light, a solid ball of it, ripped apart her skull, and tore into the sky, lighting the blackened universe as it went.
Her body, crumpled on the floor, her head nothing but burnt crumbles of ash and bone.
Perhaps I had gone too far.
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Wow, amazing. I really liked this. It was unexpectable. Caught my attention at first, but nobody could prepare me for what was going to happen. My final reaction is a jaw drop.
The image popped into my head about a week ago. I’m not sure if this is how it’ll end up. The image leads to a number of slightly different ideas…but thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed.
What’s going on in that head of yours?
I reckon I might just have a little sun brewing in there.
Maybe.
Erm..yeah…esseintially I’m not sure. I think it’s a good thing though. Freedom of some sort. An escape.
Maybe.